Underneath

by Edward Oropeza   May 29, 2013


I was stink into the core,
priced by it's burden..

And Earth's crust is my keeper,

To the King I'm a gem,
To the merchants I'm a penny,
To the slaves I'm a pain,

I brought war to the Earth,
I'm a destruction and glory...

but I'm praying i did not exist,
or shall heaven hides me
underneath,

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  • 11 years ago

    by Yatubeera Resty

    Nyc write..... Left me wonderin if money/ gold ever complains, since its the highest bid to anytig.